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Reflections in the Olympiasee, including the ferris wheel of the Sommerfest.
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Building reflections in a pond in the industrial area of Garching-Hochbrück.
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Reflections of buildings in the lake of Xujiahui Park (徐家汇公园), looking east. Here's looking west.
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NEW CHALLENGE: TAA ... focus on Reflections and/or Shadows
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This shot has been in my mind for such a long time, I just needed the correct conditions,
The Old Bridge at Atcham over the River Severn in some great light, with near normal water levels and some exceptional reflections.
The building is on Lafayette St in Manhattan,I believe.I saw it online once, but I can't remember what type of business is there.Anyway,the reflections on the facade are what got my attention here.
Looking from Fischunkelalm on Lake Obersee in the Berchtesgaden National Park towards the Watzmann (2713 m).
I said earlier we'd zoom in and out on the bridge and the figures Daniel Herbert carved on it. It is a wonderful work of art, first and foremost. But in that art is explosive political comment on the social injustices of the time. That is what most of our attention has been in the previous three photographs I've uploaded today.
But for now, lets enjoy the Ross Bridge in all its glory as reflected in the Macquarie River.
Reflections in the Singelgracht (canal) of The Kingdom of Holland. This was taken in Amsterdam, Netherlands. #Amsterdam #TheKingdomOfHolland #Netherlands #SingelgrachtCanal
On how I managed to diffuse a potentially explosive situation.
I was sat on a bench approximately 50 metres across from this family and noticed their reflections in the puddle. I took about five or six shots and noticed with each one the boy with his hands in his pockets became more and more agitated.
He eventually marched over to me and demanded to know why I was taking photographs of his family.
I smiled politely and assured him I wasn't taking photographs of his family, I was taking photographs of the puddle.
He thought for a moment, I could see he was in a mucking fuddle, then he said, Oh, that's alright then and calmly walked away.
As did I before the penny dropped!